User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/Mossflower Country & Beyond/@comment-3474228-20110816163648/@comment-25220117-20110816170529

Uttag was staring out to sea, when his ears caught a noise...A noise that sounded like a mad buzzard...The sea rat gave a yelp, as he ducked and a ferret caught the arrow instead, right through the throat...The searat Captain sat behind the wooden rail as more of the feathered killers struck, taking down several more crewbeasts around him "GEDDUP AN' FIRE BACK, IF'N YE VALUES LIFE!" The remaining crew gathered on deck, gathering bows, and notching arrows "FIRE AT WILL!" ''The arrows fly back with deadly accuracy for such trembling crewbeasts. Yes, they did value life...Then something came to lighten the wretched sea rat's day: The weasel, Riggad, was climbing up the stairs, a net of small barrels in his pas....''